Harry Potter: I Am a Legend

In the arch room full of books, dim candles flickered.

Silby stared at Queen Pandora: "What do you want?"

"I want to remarry, isn't it obvious?"

After a pause, Queen Pandora smiled and said, "Oh, but with your current body, it's better not to exercise vigorously for the time being."

Silby grinned and showed a sardonic smile: "You can use these words to deceive the wizards. Most of them don't understand politics, and they have never formed any formal organization. But I am not. I have read it for a few years. Book, now, tell me, what do you want?"

Queen Pandora's smile slowly disappeared, and she straightened her face: "You really can't communicate, young man."

"If you have this mentality, we might not be able to communicate frankly, right?" Silby laughed and said, "If you don't communicate with me now, then don't expect me to be "tender and sweet." I promised you something when I was there."

Queen Pandora looked at the eyes of the young man in front of him and couldn't help frowning. Although he was smiling, his eyes were calm and sober and terrifying.

She twitched her lips, took a deep breath, turned around, and walked twice: "Yes, I do have a request for my future...husband."

"Say." Silby asked with interest.

"I want a spell."

Queen Pandora turned her head, her eyes gleamed with irresistible sex.

"Spell?" Silby repeated.

"Yes, a spell. An unprecedented and extremely powerful spell that surpasses all current spell spells." Queen Pandora said quickly, these words probably have been practiced no less than a hundred times.

"There is no such thing."

Silby immediately poured cold water down: "Each spell represents a rule, and each spell has its specific purpose. Live, study, work, or fight. The spell itself has no difference between strength and weakness, only Different people are used."

Silby said indifferently, "I think everyone who has been exposed to magic will understand this. Why don't you know? Are you not a wizard?"

Queen Pandora shook her head: "I don't believe it, there must be some spell, stronger than any other spell."

"It depends on how you define powerful." Silby said.

"Energy," Queen Pandora said immediately: "I hope that the magical energy that this most powerful spell can gather must far exceed the energy that any kind of magic can mobilize."

Silby snorted disdainfully: "Okay, how much energy does it take to be strong?"

"At least better than all the wizards now." Queen Pandora said stubbornly.

"impossible."

Silby vetoed again: "The wool comes out of the sheep, and the spell comes from the wizard. How can it be stronger than the wizard himself."

The queen stopped talking and paused. She took off her veil and said a little coquettishly: "If it's you, you can definitely do it, right?"

Looking at the face of all beings upside down, Silby's toes shook quickly on the wheelchair, "Why do you think I can."

"You were in the Pandora Library that day, and you didn't create a floating spell in public. Now, why can't you create an unprecedentedly powerful spell?" She pointed to the piles of books around: "The books here are better than the public libraries outside. They are more than a hundred times more brilliant. They are the works of the greatest wizards and scholars in Pandora. With them as a reference, is it difficult for you to invent a spell that gathers energy?

Silby tilted his head and looked at her: "This is your purpose? Pretend to use this city and your own beauty to attract the most famous and prestigious wizards in the world, and then pick the strongest among them. The most talented one."

As he said, Silby actually got up from the wheelchair, and his injured body now projected a huge figure under the light of candlelight, completely covering Queen Pandora: "Then let that person help you invent a one that can surpass all The spell of the wizard, right?"

"Hey, I didn't pretend!!"

Queen Pandora retreated and stuck to the wall, and said angrily: "Everything I say will be honored."

"That's really great."

Silby then asked, "What are you doing with an unprecedentedly powerful spell?"

"Just leave it alone."

The queen said charmingly but coquettishly: "As long as you bring me the spell, I will marry you immediately. This city, and all the magic in it, are all you..."

"Kiss me." Silby interrupted her coldly.

"what?"

Queen Pandora was dumbfounded by these sudden words.

"But you..." She pointed to Silby's chest hesitantly.

Silby couldn't help but said, almost cruelly pressing Queen Pandora, pressing her against the wall, and biting her with her mouth open.

"Uh...?"

The queen's eyes widened in horror.

She was brutally pressed against the wall by Silby, and she wanted to move but did not dare to move. Silby had no scruples at all, gnawing on Beatrix I's face frantically, and constantly up and down his hands, as if he was not facing a queen at all, but a little maid who was obedient by himself.

The queen couldn't stand it anymore, she tore Silby's hair frantically, trying to pull him away from her.

But the guy bit her lip fiercely, like a beast.

Finally, after a terrible kiss that was almost asphyxiating.

The lips parted slowly.

Queen Pandora's pretty face was extremely pale, she looked at the gray-haired boy in front of her breathlessly, her eyes full of incomparable anger. "You...you...you are so courageous!" (Her body is trembling with anger.)

"An incredibly powerful spell...tsk tut..."

Silby licked the blood from his lips. (That was just bitten by the queen) Spits out a mouthful of red blood.

The Queen was breathing fast, but she forced a smile on her face. She hesitated and said: "Hug...sorry...I...I'm not used to it yet, maybe, maybe I'll be used to it in a few days..."

"Fuck off."

Silby's lips turned up slightly, interrupting her mercilessly.

The words were too crude and too sudden, and Beatrix I did not keep up with the one hundred and eighty-degree turn of the opponent.

"What?"

"I said, get out of me right away." Silby pointed out, "Can't you understand people?"

Queen Pandora looked at him blankly, as if she didn't understand.

"Don't you want to spell, then let the best doctor in the city take care of me, the best chef in the city to cook for me, and three hundred maids to take care of me."

"And..." Silby tilted his head: "Before I can create the most powerful spell, anyone has to bother me, including you."

She was furious, completely furious.

"you!!"

The queen roared and raised the wand of the former king, and some unusual energy gathered in the vault. Make the queen's face blurred.

"An incredibly powerful spell..."

Silby murmured like a curse: "Tsk tusk.....except for my genius, who else in the world can invent it?"

The queen was shocked, and immediately put away her wand. Only then did she realize that the teenager in front of her didn't play cards according to common sense at all, and his thoughts were completely unimaginable. His behavior was jumpy and weird, but his eyes were still flat and calm, calm and even a little boring, but she herself was already furious.

She found that she was being tricked. This kid had no interest in beauty or power. He was a complete freak.

She took a deep breath and finally calmed down.

"I'll give you three months," the queen said dryly: "Three months later, you give me a spell and I will marry you."

"Fuck it, don't you **** or get married." Silby said lightly.

The queen turned her head and left. She was afraid that she would be **** to death if she stayed for another second. The laughter from behind was like a tarsal maggot, which made her go faster and faster.

After the queen had left, Silby stopped laughing and leaned back in the wheelchair. He picked up a book "Supreme Spell".

"Only you, want to control me?"

Silby said to himself: "Idiot people talk about dreams."

Afterwards, he opened the book and entered the deepest level of learning.